Chapter 103 Whispers Of The Past

• The reality struck me like a sledgehammer. I respected her, I looked up to her, and never ever admitted that I loved her, not even to myself. I was just too afraid, too occupied being the person I was supposed to be, too afraid to be rejected.
• But now that she was in danger, I could not play games anymore. I loved her, had loved her for years, and would do anything to win her back in one piece.
• There was a knock on the door, shattering me out of daydreaming. Greggory stood there, his face creased with concern.